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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Excruciating Difficulty of Forgiving Myself
[time] => 2012-07-10 14:55:57
[hometext] => Forgiving myself is the hardest thing I've ever had to do, let alone I still haven't done it. It's just certain things I just can't let go of
[bodytext] => Every morning I wake up I keep one thing in mind Every person before me has failed Now I'm next in line And I care too much to let 'em down I'm too far from the ground Can't just stop and fall now Hopes & dreams are thread and needle Tryna make a blanket to keep me warm in a world so cold If forgiveness is spiritual Then chances are I have no soul Stories of smiles untold Laundry of anger unfolds My mug face on hold like a phone call This girl, she told me to smile more Smile at any sucka tryna cause my downfall In my mind I tell myself "What is there to smile for When I got this gray cloud over my head causing a downpour?" Tell me How can clouds make blood & black rain fall at the same time Meanwhile I manage to take the "in" outta insane in the meantime Like I said in my first 5 lines Every morning I wake up I keep one thing in mind Every person before me has failed Now I'm next in line And I care too much to let 'em down No matter how ***** off I am at the world There's that caring part of me that just won't die Buried 6 feet, rest in peace, but it just won't lie What's bringing it back to life If I knew I'd do something bout it Because I'm a man yet I'm soft Men aren't soft because if one is, he doesn't belong He either gets lost or his life is lost That's the cost of being soft I'm sorry to deflate your hopes But this one life is all I got You're asking for two but I'm broke If you wanna get rich quick Go to the Devil to sell your soul You'll obtain riches untold Do I kid you, no I'm serious bro Like I said before Every morning I wake up I keep one thing in mind Every person before me has failed Now I'm next in line And I care too much to let 'em down I'm gonna live until I learn to forgive Forgiveness I give for self-redemption Then there will be no need for vengeance Because the ability to love will be avenged [comments] => 1 [counter] => 213 [topic] => 61 [informant] => Blackheart [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => selfstruggles )
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